The old lady and the kid, part II: I am just moved again

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The kid with his grandma
I saw the same kid with smiley face early in the morning while in morning round. It was on the way of hospital’s corridor we faced each other. I was about to cross past him, I asked him.

‘Hey buddy what’s up?’

‘Well she is ok.’

‘Arrright, what’s about you, then?’

‘Me ok since she is ok.’

‘Will you go school tomorrow?’

‘Yeah, I am missing it.’

His grandma looked fine and happy and wanted to go home. She was discharged with subsequent therapy for her Peptic ulcer disease. She had pancreatic cancer though but we could not address it.

I was going for tea in the middle of break, ‘sir sir…’ I heard from back side.

‘Thank you…!’ the kid was right there with his beautiful smile

‘You are most welcome, buddy.’ I just knelt down and poked his chick. ‘I hope we will not see to each other in the hospital.’

‘Yeah you are right but we can meet outside the premises of this hospital.’

‘Definitely dear…!’

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Ahh, he touched my heart…I am just moved again…!!!

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  1. Hitesh MishraNovember 8, 2014 at 7:47 PM

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  2. Hitesh MishraNovember 8, 2014 at 7:50 PM

    Good to see your blog. Do wish to meet you sometime...

    Thanks
    Hitesh

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